Chapter 522: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (45)

Chapter 522: The Lazy, Fair-skinned Youth and the Hardworking, Strong Laborer (45)

The lazy, fair-skinned educated youth and the hardworking, strong laborer (Forty-five)

Lance felt that Song Ning was acting a little strange recently.

Weirdly clingy.

I don’t know if it’s because the weather has been getting colder recently, but Song Ning not only doesn’t stay in school for too long, but also always sticks to him.

For example, now.

Song Ning was reading a big book with a frown on his face. A small blanket was spread on his knees, a cup of warm milk was placed next to him, and his back was leaning against Lance with dependence.

Occasionally, when Lance was about to stand up, Song Ning would be startled from his thick book and his eyes would follow him for a long distance until Lance came back and sat down again, then he would continue to read with his head down.

It wasn't obvious the first or second time, but after the third time, Lance sat back on the sofa and reached out with his big hand. Song Ning, who was reading a book, was startled for a moment, but after realizing it was him, he relaxed his shoulders and obediently leaned into his arms, then continued reading.

Seeing that he seemed to trust him wholeheartedly, Lance couldn't help but chuckle softly. He hooked Song Ning's chin with his finger, only to find that Song Ning had a bit of panic in his eyes and was not reading the book seriously at all.

So what is Song Ning doing?

Lance asked after giving her a kiss.

Song Ning closed his eyes subconsciously, but when asked, he opened them guiltily.

"Nothing, wasn't I like this before?"

"is it?"

There was an indescribable smile on Lance's face, which made Song Ning feel puzzled.

Could it be that Lance discovered his little trick?

That shouldn't be the case. He's just a little clingy. He goes wherever Lance goes, and he comes home more often. If Lance goes out, he'll follow him if he can. It shouldn't be obvious, right?

As he was thinking, he suddenly felt himself being pushed backwards.

Lance's face, which was on the minds of countless people, suddenly pressed down on him. His hot breath robbed him of his breath. The atmosphere in the air suddenly became ambiguous, and Song Ning's cheeks gradually became hot.

Song Ning: "Lan, Lance?"

The arms that he supported behind his back gradually became extremely soft, his cheeks became better and better, and his eyelashes trembled slightly, covering the crystal light in his eyes.

Lance had originally only intended to tease him. No matter what the reason was for Song Ning being so clingy lately, he was happy with it.

But seeing his beloved waiting obediently to be kissed, the ambition to trade with the will of the world suddenly fell aside. He reached out his hand to touch her flushed cheek and bent his head to kiss her.

Song Ning just trembled slightly twice and then slowly closed his eyes.

The operation was finally successful. Now, no one will be able to take Lance away from his sight.

Lance didn't act up for too long. After all, the temperature had dropped significantly since winter came. Although Song Ning was relatively strong, Mr. Mo had arranged more and more advanced courses for Song Ning recently. Not only was he dizzy from studying every day, but he also had to find time to stick to him. His daily rest time was basically squeezed out. Even if Lance arranged some food supplements for him every day, it was still a bit difficult to make up for it.

but……

Lance used a wet hot towel to wipe Song Ning's soft hair that was wet with sweat, and occasionally gave him a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"You've been clinging to me so much lately, could it be that you can't bear to leave me, huh?"

Song Ning's eyes moved slightly while he was sleeping, and he muttered, "Lance, excellent, many people like... me."

Lance's eyes went from being slightly surprised to gradually deepening, and finally he couldn't help but smile.

"Of course, my little prince, I will always be yours."

Ever since he found out about the truth about Song Ning's clinginess, Lance enjoyed it, but he was also worried that Song Ning would be too tired to handle it.

When the first snow of winter fell, they took a rare day off and spent time together. The next morning, Song Ning woke up inexplicably and noticed something on his neck.

He reached out and touched it, and it was a necklace.

When his fingers touched the pendant, Song Ning's expression paused and he lowered his head in surprise.

It was a plain ring.

There was nothing on it, just a very simple and pure gold ring.

Song Ning's first reaction was even to take a bite, but an arm wrapped around his waist and Song Ning fell backwards.

"Aren't you tired? You woke up so early." Lance's voice was rarely nasal, and there was a hint of teasing in his voice. "What did Ningning want to do just now?"

"I want to try if it's real gold."

Song Ning turned around and threw himself into his arms, reaching out to touch his neck.

Lance's eyes deepened, and he grabbed his waist and kissed him.

"Are you really not tired?"

Not feeling the ring he expected, Song Ning showed a hint of disappointment on his face.

"What about yours? You only bought one?"

Lance met his accusing face and couldn't help but chuckle.

With a long arm extended, he took out a small box from the bedside table and handed it to Song Ning, "Mine, of course, will be put on by Ning Ning herself."

Song Ning then showed a satisfied look. He opened the box and found a necklace and gold ring of exactly the same style.

He touched the gold ring and couldn't wait to take it out and put it on Lance.

The necklace was very thick, and the gold ring was also very thick, but Song Ning didn't feel they were tacky at all when they were worn on Lance. Instead, there was a sense of vulgarity and elegance. The man who woke up in the morning had his quilt half-slipped, revealing his strong chest full of scratches and bite marks and full of hormones. The ring worn on them had a pure and wild beauty that made Song Ning stare at it.

"like?"

Lance picked up the ring and held it in his mouth.

Song Ning blushed and felt a little embarrassed but still nodded.

"Yes, I like it."

Letting go of the ring in his mouth, Lance leaned in for a kiss.

"I like Ningning too. It's still early..."

With a turn over, the wind and snow outside the window were blocked out from the scorching room temperature.

The rings they were wearing were soon discovered by other students. Some students were curious but were too embarrassed to ask, but Mr. Mo asked directly.

Song Ning said according to what Lance said.

"Hasn't the factory made money recently? Lance said we should buy something to celebrate. We were both poor and ordinary people before, so we thought we could buy gold. It just so happened that they were having a promotion, so we bought the same thing together."

Mr. Mo was very receptive to this statement. He nodded and expressed his appreciation.

"It's good to buy gold. It's always a good thing. If you need it, you can burn some to use during experiments."

Song Ning: “…”

How should I put it? Although it was concealed from the public, isn’t your idea a bit too realistic?

On the other side, Lance returned to the Brilliant Factory wearing the same gold necklace.

The orders for Feidi No. 1 are more numerous than the snowflakes falling from the sky, and the production capacity of Brilliant Factory No. 1 cannot keep up. This involves some diplomatic issues, and finally Lance chose to cooperate with the state apparatus.

With the support of the country and the endless orders for Fertilizer No. 1, Lance no longer needs to worry about money.

So he finally started to prepare new fertilizers in earnest.